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Chapter 3 by alienfinderx alienfinderx

What's next?

Suddenly His Parents returned and interrupts His Wish.

"Your right. I wish Trixie Tang lo.." *Knock knock* "Oh Timmy. Vickie is here."

His words died on his lips with the uttering of the name 'Vickie'.

His fairy's taking no time poofed themselves into their fishbowl right before his parents burst in,

"Hi son, were back early." Said his Mom.

"Good news son. We realized we could get a refund on that dull old vacation if we used all the money we'd been saving for you instead for a two week long vacation along the Caribbean without you." Said his dad.

"What! Why can't I come?" The boy said angrily.

His mother giggled. "Now Timmy if you came then we wouldn't be allowed on the 'parents who care more about themselves than their children' cruise now would we."

"Besides after we used your entire college fund, all the money from your piggy bank and destroyed your future by signing a legal document saying you'd be the school janitor in exchange for some loose change there just wasn't any money left for you to come." Said his dad.

Wanda watched her godson carefully "Uh oh, Timmy looks like he's gonna blow his top."

"Oh, maybe candy will fly out like it did at the fairy world carnival."

Completely oblivious to their son’s anger they picked up their bags and headed out the door.

"Okay son well be back in two weeks today, unless we decide to go on another vacation using the money your grandpa Vlad put into a savings account for you he thought we couldn't touch." Said his dad.

"In that case, see you in a month."

With that, they were gone, slamming the room door behind them.

Timmy's face was beet red, veins were sticking out enough to look like some sort of Halloween movie monster. He would let loose an earth-shattering yell but....

"Oh twerp"

...fear replaced anger.....especially since he once more had a chainsaw cutting through his door.

His fairy's watched the fear play across their god son/brother's face. Going from horror to panic to fright then slowly turning back to anger. Only instead of a sneer he had a smirk.

"Sport." Wanda said cautiously.

"I'm sick of my parents caring more about themselves than they do me."

Wanda intervened. "Timmy they care about you but sometimes adults need.........oh who am I kidding."

"I'm sick of Vickie making my life miserable."

"Now that you can't change. Remember the evil bug?"

"Oh I remember, but......"

The fairies prepped their wands, feeling an impulsive an uninhibited wish coming on.

"I wish....

What do He wish for?

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